Moving on is a lot tougher than I had imagined. A lot of people say I need to get over him…that I deserve better. But it’s not that simple. I loved him. I still love him.
I gave myself to him. I can’t believe he could just toss me away without a second thought.
I know this is for the best, I wasn’t getting what I needed from him, but, my god, the sex was amazing. And the way I felt laying in his arms is unrivaled. His cologne was intoxicating. His voice was soothing. His words were understanding. He simply didn’t have enough time for me. I wasn’t a priority in his life. I do believe that he loved me, he had to. He put up with so much from me over the year.
I really miss him. I want to write to him. Tell him I’ll do anything to have him back. But I can’t. I need to know that he wants me back. If I go crawling back I’ll never know how he really feels. I’ll always wonder.